Consequences

Never in a million years did I think that I’d be standing in the airport saying goodbye to my family and best friend and leaving them for four months. Never in a million years did I think that the silly two-minute video that my best friend and I made for fun of me singing would win the competition. Never in a million years did I think I’d be going on tour with my favourite boy band One Direction.
* THIS ISN’T A LOVE STORY *

1. Goodbye's suck

Hey all! So this is my second story on Movellas, so I won’t be updating 24/7 because I’m writing two books at a time. But don’t fret, I will try my hardest to update, though I do have school starting again in a week and a half.

Also note that I’m Australian so I will wrote in Australian ‘slang’ or just Australian.

Here are a few words changed into American:

Jumper = sweater

Mum = mom

Thongs = flip flop

Sunnies = shades

:::Goodbye’s suck:::

Never in a million years did I think that I’d be standing in the airport saying goodbye to my family and best friend and leaving them for four months. Never in a million years did I think that the silly two-minute video that my best friend and I made for fun of me singing would win the competition. Never in a million years did I think I’d be going on tour with my favourite boy band One Direction.

Yet, here I am standing in black leggings, my big brother’s red jumper that’s way too big on me, my duffel bag on my right shoulder and my left arm linked with my best friend Kayla’s as we and my family slowly make our way to the security check line where we will have to (sadly) say our goodbyes.

You’d think my mother would be coming with me to watch over her sweet, innocent sixteen year old daughter but no, she’s not. She’s leaving me in the hands of five young boys she’s never met before for four whole months.

And the best mother of the year award goes to… not my mum.

Just kidding.

As we get closer to the security line I squeeze on Kayla’s arm tighter and tighter, trying to squeeze away the panic attack I feel coming on.

It’s like even though for the last few weeks Kayla and I have been shopping for new clothes and freaking out because I’m going to be One Direction’s opening act I didn’t even realise what was happening until now; and it’s hit me full force, right as I’m about to say goodbye to my loved ones.

“Ow, Milla!” Kayla yelps, jumping out of my grip and taking a few steps away from me. “Are you trying to dislocate my arm?” she rubs her forearm, scowling jokingly, causing me to forget about what will be happening in five minutes.

I roll my eyes, “Always one to overreact you are, Kayla.”

Kayla puts her hands up in the air innocently, “Hey, I’m not the one about to have a panic attack.” she points out, smirking.

I frown, and realise we are now at the end of the line for security check.

“Oh gosh.” I whisper, as jack puts a reassuring hand on my back.

“Eh, don’t worry ‘bout it ‘sis. You’ll be fine, so long as the plane doesn’t crash or get blown up.” He shrugs.

I turn around to glare at my ‘oh so lovely’ older brother, “Yeah, thanks for that. I really appreciate it.” I sarcastically say, and Jack chuckles the deep chuckle I’m too familiar with.

I take a look down the long line of people waiting to get through the security. I’d say there are about thirty people at least. When I turn back around my mum is wiping a tear away as dad gives her a side hug and kisses her on the temple. “I guess we better say goodbye now…” Mum mumbles, after she has blown her noes with a handkerchief.

I glance behind me at the line once again and then back at my family and Kayla.

“I guess so…”

There is a moment of silence before mum opens her arms and pulls me into a big hug, full on balling in my hair that I didn’t bother brushing this morning. “I am going to miss you so much.” I whisper and tears settle in my eyes, threatening to spill.

“I will miss you more, trust me.” Mum weeps, “I love you, sweetie.”

“Love you too mum.” A tear slips down my cheek but I quickly wipe it away and then pull away from mum.

Next to say goodbye is Jack. “Bye sister.” He says in a gruff voice, putting his hand out to shake and sticking his chest out.

I let out an unattractive laugh slash sob, “Jack, you’re aloud to show some affection towards me in public.” I smile softly, opening my arms.

Jack grins and runs towards me lifting my in the air and over his shoulder, spinning me around as he tickles me. I squeal, “Put me down jack! I said you can give me affection not attack me!” I’m laughing now, because one; my brother is ridiculous, and two; he’s tickling me.

When he has finally put me down and I am on my own two feet my smile drops, “Bye Jack,” I say, giving him a final hug.

Dad is standing in front of me sadly, “Bye kiddo.” He pulls me into a hug and kisses my forehead. “Let those boys know that if they try anything on you, your older brother and I will have to shoot them, okay?”

I giggle and nod my head, “Love you daddy.”

“Love you too, baby girl.”

I wipe away three more tears before I finally say goodbye to Kayla. “Ugh,” she groans, “I’m going to miss you so much!” she squeezes the death out of me.

“Same.” I nod my head.

“Give Niall a hug for me.” she says, as she pulls away.

I notice a few tears rolling down her cheek, which just causes me to cry more. “Bye, love you.” I cry, giving her one last hug.

“See you guys in four months.” I wave, as I watch my best friend and family slowly turn around and walk away. They turn around one by one and wave one more time before turning around a corner and out of sight,

I let a few more tears slip as I stare at the spot where I last saw them. You probably think we’re overreacting but it’s actually really sad. I spend everyday with those guys and now I won’t be seeing them for four whole months. Four months.

I wipe my tears away and turn around fixing up my duffel bag and walking down to the security check line.